Another delightful day with the artists.

All kinds and ages, techniques and media.

From the most traditional and common place:

Flowers, often the rose, in watercolors (with the occasional pencil stroke)—

Quite a delicate impression.

To the most uncommon and unexpected:

Color brought to the fore, with wood replacing canvas

(And, on occasion, fire replacing paint)—

Quite an indelible impression.

Two art exhibits, plus a third which (wait for it) had closed early, kept us busy.

The first, more photography again on the floor, had its rare striking moments:

the dark images, massively framed in black, with geometric shapes blocking out

or else bringing forth parts of the image to reveal or to define the title “Unseen.”

But we were drawn from the first to the collages of Adriana Pignataro,

an artist from Rome, apparently, whose combinations of paper and paint

speak to the yearnings of the work that Rebecca does in several media.

When we finally left, after a guided tour, she was dying to paint again.